Before I had Zak I didn’t take into account a lot of the little things that happen almost daily and how I was meant to deal with them. I knew the obvious ones like “you’ll miss out on so much sleep, be changing endless nappies, wiping tears, kissing baddies” etc. I loved all of that and I still do, but here’s a rather funny list of a few things I love to hate about kids and their brains.
Young kids cannot, nay, will not be reasoned with.
A bit of an obvious one you may think, but not once before I had Zak did I realise this. At least once a day I try to reason with Zak, and explain why I am doing what I am/asking him to do. They cannot listen or comprehend why you’re being a “big meany”. This frustrates me. I’m not wishing his life away, but when the day comes, when I can just simply explain why something has got to happen, I shall be a very happy Mumma indeed.
Kids will push you to your absolute limit.
Another fairly obvious one I guess. Before I had Zak, if I saw a toddler having a strop (please don’t torch me) I honestly thought it was to do with parenting. Not in a way that the parents weren’t fit, just in a way that they didn’t know how to deal with that situation. I thought I had it all planned out.
I get it now, this point takes me back to my last point, kids will not be reasoned with. Zaks first ever public strop I was just so stunned that all I could do was watch in horror as my sweet boy screamed down the chocolate isle in Morrisons. Not good. But now he knows, stropping creates attention Mummy doesn’t want. So Mummy has to either grin through grinding teeth or bribe her way out of a major strop. Kids are crafty.
Everything goes in their mouths
Even after teething stage, well at least it does with Zak, or he licks everything. I don’t ever remember doing this, but literally everything I have has been covered in Zaks drool at some point. His personal favourite, a shopping trolley.
They try to imitate everything you do.
I knew kids copied, because that’s how they learn, but I didn’t realise they would to this extent. I have some funny little habits that Zaks picked up on, like playing with my hair when I’m tired. I’m not sure if he is tired when he does it, but I definitely see him do it, and then realise I’ve been doing it. I love watching him do things like that, it’s weird thinking how easily influenced children are.
They will break your heart almost everyday.
This one might sound weird, and I don’t mean it in a bad way, I mean something they will do or say, and you see them developing and becoming their own unique little person, it fills me with pride and breaks my heart, knowing that everyday he seems to need me less and less.
I could go on for hours about little things like that, but those are my main ones, and I’m sure many of you parents have noticed it too, all I know is, I wouldn’t change having Zak for the world, and I can’t wait to have more children, to see if they’re any different, and to love as much as I do Zak.